American comics: From the black robes to becoming the ultimate Doomsday

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How is this possible?

He clearly sensed the other party's life force, which had vanished without a trace. How could such terrifying energy suddenly erupt?

"I've told you, you're not worthy to be my enemy. Die!"

Pei Yuan's eyes suddenly turned bloodshot. He abruptly looked up and lunged at Ryan Creedrod, unleashing a barrage of punches.

"Boom! Boom!"

"Pfft!"

"ah......"

With a series of muffled thuds, the two attacks collided instantly.

"boom!"

Pei Yuan was punched in the chest, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Ryan Criterod's body was also sent flying backward, his chest caved in, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, looking extremely disheveled.

"Who are you? What kind of monster are you?!"

Looking at the man before him, who resembled a demon god, Ryan Cretrod asked in astonishment.

His strength had reached the peak of the third tier, but his attack just now still couldn't shake the opponent's body, and he was even injured by the opponent.

This terrifying power filled him with a nameless fear.

"Who I am is irrelevant; your death is imminent."

A cold glint flashed in Pei Yuan's eyes, and an even more terrifying aura surged from his body.

"You are no match for me!"

An absurd thought crossed Ryan Critrod's mind: he actually saw fear in the other person's eyes.

"you......"

Pei Yuan's expression changed slightly, and he looked at Ryan Critrod in disbelief: "You actually know my true form? What's the reason?"

"You are a descendant of a king? But... that's impossible!"

"Hmph! I not only know the King, but I also know the King's true identity!"

Ryan Creedrod sneered, his gaze sweeping over Pei Yuan.

"What? You know my real identity? How is that possible!"

Pei Yuan's eyes widened, revealing an expression of disbelief.

"Of course I know, otherwise, why would I fight you! My strength far surpasses yours; how could you possibly be my match!"

"What? Far surpasses me? Ridiculous, utter nonsense!"

Pei Yuan sneered, and then his eyes suddenly turned blood red, and the pupils in his eye sockets also turned scarlet.

"Die!"

Pei Yuan roared, and his skin swelled up strangely, turning him into a skeleton. A layer of gray mist enveloped his entire body, covering all his joints.

"Sizzle!"

"boom!"

"Boom!"

A series of violent sounds echoed in mid-air, distorting the space as if it were about to collapse at any moment.

One punch after another.

"Puff puff!"

Pei Yuan relentlessly attacked Rein Critrod, unleashing gusts of wind from his fists that swept in all directions, sending rocks flying.

One punch after another.

In just a few seconds, he clashed with Ryan Criterod no less than ten times. Their fists collided repeatedly, and each collision generated a huge shockwave.

The clothes on the two people had been torn into strips.

"Who exactly are you? Why is my strength completely useless against you?!"

Ryan Criterod's face was filled with confusion and panic.

He never imagined that someone in this world could be so powerful, even more so than those kings!

But how exactly did this guy do it?

"who I am?"

"I am..."

As he spoke, Pei Yuan's right fist struck again.

"boom!"

Another clash ensued, and Pei Yuan was sent flying backward once more, his chest caved in, and he coughed up a large amount of blood.

Chapter 243

"Damn it, what's going on?"

Pei Yuan murmured, his face pale.

He knew perfectly well that he had reached the peak of the third tier, and even in this region, he was considered an extremely rare expert. So why was he completely powerless to fight against his opponent?

Could it be that this guy in front of me really possesses even greater strength than me?

“Could it be…?”

A terrifying thought surfaced in Pei Yuan's mind.

But he quickly shook his head, dismissing the terrible guess.

Although he is merely the successor of the king, the true successor of the king is his father—the king!

They are descendants of kings, possessing limitless potential. How could they be as weak as trash?

"No, I shouldn't believe it!"

Pei Yuan frowned, his eyes filled with determination.

He doesn't believe in evil spirits, he just doesn't believe in evil spirits!

"Let's try again!"

"boom!"

"Pfft!"

The two exchanged another blow, and Pei Yuan spat out another mouthful of blood, his face turning even paler, as thin as a sheet of paper.

"Your physique seems very strong! Unfortunately, I am the inheritor of a king's legacy, possessing the power of a king. You can never defeat me!"

A ferocious look appeared on Pei Yuan's face.

"Boom!"

He charged at Ryan Criterod again, his fists flying, raining down like a storm.

"Bang! Boom! Boom!"

"Pfft!"

Pei Yuan continued to launch attacks. With each collision, he was forced to stagger back several steps, blood gushing from his mouth. His clothes were tattered, revealing a black armor covered in wounds, from which blood slowly flowed.

Even so, he still did not give up!

"Bang! Boom! Boom!"

Pei Yuan charged relentlessly towards Rein Criterod.

Each of his attacks carried devastating power.

Each blow would take Ryan Critrod's life, turning him into a dried-up corpse.

A look of deep terror finally appeared in Ryan Criterod's eyes.

Who exactly is this young man? Why is he so strong? Even if he possesses the power of a king's successor, he could never be his match.

His strength seems to be not much different from that of the inheritor of the king's legacy.

"Damn it, how can he be this strong?"

"Who exactly is he?!"

Ryan Critrod's eyes were filled with deep surprise and resentment.

However, no matter how hard he thought, he couldn't recall where he had heard that name before.